Fatal Attraction
Again! I come to you,
thou, I said I never would;
but! Here I am again,
in the middle of the night,
your slave.
How many times,
have I walked away;
turned my back on you,
then found I couldn’t
sleep a wink, for all I did
was lie-awake, and think of you?
And even when I could sleep,
every dream, - I dreamed, was you.
It would appear,
I am addicted to you.
What is this hold you have on me,
that will not set me free;
that claims my every waking,
and sleeping thought, and dream?
There are times I love you more
than life itself, when you carry me away
from the downside of reality;
and I become the real me.
But, there are times, when I hate you;
like now, when I need to sleep,
but you keep calling me, knowing
I can’t resist.
So, here I am again,
in the middle of the night,
in the kitchen - with you - my destiny
as once again, I write.
Written: April 25, 2011 -
This Free Verse was inspired by: another sleepless night
Author: Elane Cecelia George, of Canada
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